Living With The Sidemen (A Sidemen Fanfiction)

Chapter 23

I stared mindlessly at the TV screen. It was just the girls and I home and my stomach was hurting. I was waiting for the next throw up session. "You alright?" I heard Kay ask me, nudging me with her elbow. "Yeah. Just feeling a bit sick." I mumbled, putting a hand on my stomach. "You've been sick for a while now. Why don't you go see a doctor?" Isabella asked. I shrugged. "It's probably just a bug." I said. "Not for two weeks, no." Freya said. I sighed. Maybe they were right. I should probably go to the doctor.

I hugged my arms around myself. I was waiting for the doctor to return. He had just disappeared after doing some test on me that I didn't even know what it was for. Freya was waiting in the waiting room for me. I couldn't go by myself because I technically wasn't an adult. The door opener slowly and the doctor stepped back in, an unreadable smile on his weathered face. "Well, Mackenzie. I have some......news." He said, speaking slow. I nodded, just ready to go home. He sighed before looking back up at me. "You're pregnant." He said quickly, nodding. I felt my jaw drop. I couldn't be pregnant. The only person I slept with was...Simon. How would he react? How would the fans react? How would everyone react? What am I going to do? As many questions and worries flooded trough my mind, I didn't even realize the doctor was still talking. "Are you okay?" He asked, staring at me. "No." I quickly mumbled before getting up and running towards the waiting room. This can't be happening. This has to be some sort of joke. I saw Freya look up from her phone when I burst through the door. "Mackenzie?" She asked. I couldn't bring myself to speak. I couldn't do anything but run. I ran out and to the car. Freya soon rushed out behind me. "What the hell, Mackenzie?" She asked after she slid into the driver's seat. "I-I'm..." I started. "You're what? Are you okay?" She asked. I looked at her, her eyes full of concern and worry. I felt my own eyes tear up. I wiped them quickly, noticing how shaky my hands were. "I'm pregnant." I finally breathed out. Her jaw dropped, just like mine. Then, I felt more tears coming. I put my head in my hands, my eyes closed tight, but tears still fell. "I'm sorry." I muttered. "Oh honey, don't apologize. It's okay. It'll all work out. Don't worry." She said, putting her arm around me. Although she was telling me all of these comforting things, I couldn't focus on them. I could only hear the sobs that I was keeping in. I silently cried to myself as we drove home too. I was scared. I had never been so scared in my life. Scared. Worried. Angry. Confused. Upset. I still can't believe this was happening. Sure, there were other options like abortion and adoption, but I knew for a fact I wasn't going to put this baby up for adoption. I'm not so sure about abortion either. Sure, it was an easy way out, but that's killing a living thing. A living being. I don't know if I could bring myself to do that. People have unfortunate miscarriages all of the time, why would I kill my baby on purpose? Maybe we could keep it a secret. Until my belly was three times the size it is now. I was scared to tell the fans, as well. They already knew we broke up, and now we're having a kid. That can only lead to runors and bad assumptions. On top of all of this, Simon is still seeing Rebekah. She comes over sometimes and I have to sit at my desk and Skype someone so I won't be tempted to just quickly beat her ass. He definitely wouldn't be happy about this at all. Neither would she. I sighed as I felt the car come to a stop. We were home. "Don't worry. We'll tell them when you're ready." Freya said, giving my knee a small pat. Everyone in the house knew I went to the doctor. "What do we tell them?" I asked her. "We say it was just a bug. Like you said." She said, nodding. "And when I don't stop throwing up?" I asked. "Don't worry about it, Mackenzie. You can tell them when you're ready." She said, looking up at the house. Well, here goes nothing. My knees felt weak as I walked towards the house. When I opened the door, with Freya behind me, I was met with a familiar pair of blue eyes. Simon. "How'd it go?" He asked, a concerned look in his eyes. I moved my eyes to the ground. "Just a bug." I mumbled before walking past him and up the stairs. "Mackenzie." He said, making me stop in my tracks. I forced myself to look up at him. "You okay? You look like you've been crying." He asked, his eyes narrowing now. "I'm fine." I said, shaking my head and forcing a small smile. He knew I wasn't. I saw that little click happen in his brain. He knew that I was not okay. Still, I continued up the stairs, longing for the comfort of my own room. There was a bark from behind me and I looked over my shoulder at Zeus, who was following close behind me. I sighed as I finally reached my bedroom door. I closed it behind me after stepping inside. Zeus jumped on the bed immediately and I plopped down in my desk chair with another long sigh. I put my hand on my stomach. What the hell am I going to do?